I want to transcend time
I want my shoulders to shrink, as if I were to transcend existence
I have dealt with the emotions I have never desired to deal with
What is this place? What is this reality?
Am I awake? Am I alive-
I used to leap and sprint with reckless abandon and equal aplomb
and as the days have passed,
I now conceal the filth which plagues my soul
Should this diminish my most fragile constitution
Or must I join the multitudes in propagating a breeding ground for calamity?

(Or must I sell my soul?)